Round two - Getting/Losing it in Vegas

Round two - Getting/Losing it in Vegas Round two - Getting/Losing it in Vegas

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Summary

Round two in trying to satisfy Besame, Love2ReadU and Niteowl during a girls' get a way in Las Vegas.

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sex

Summary

Round two in trying to satisfy Besame, Love2ReadU and Niteowl during a girls' get a way in Las Vegas.

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Submitted: April 18, 2017

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Submitted: April 18, 2017

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Round two, Getting/Losing it in Vegas

“Ready for round two?” asked Be.

In fact, I was so hot, that I wanted more. I wanted it all. At least, all I could get; I was just hoping that I could give enough to satisfy each of the girls.

“I’m ready when you are, ladies,” I answered with as much bravado as I could muster.

“Who gets him next?” asked Nite.

“Me!” shouted Be. “I have an idea; let’s go into the bathroom.”

Nite stayed behind on the bed as Love and I followed Be into the master bath. “Sit on the edge of the tub with your feet inside it,” Be instructed. As I did, she climbed up to stand on the wide flat edge of the tub, facing the mirrors over the sinks. She moved over close to where I sat and stepped across my body.

This put me in perfect position for what I knew she wanted next. She put one hand against the outside of the shower wall close by and the other hand on the back of my head. I needed no guidance, of course, but this was her play. Sliding a leg over one of my shoulders, she presented me with a still very wet pussy, and I went to work at my favorite pastime.

“I love looking in a mirror and seeing a man’s head between my legs,” she said, “it turns me on to watch him eating me.”

I couldn’t imagine how much more turned on she could get; my chin was already soaked as my lips sealed gently over her clit. I held her ass in my hands, partially to help her keep her balance but mainly because her ass felt good in my hands.

“I’m going to take a bath and watch,” Love said, and she got in the tub and turned on the water. Soon I felt the warm water rising over my feet and up the calves of my legs. After a few minutes, Love was soaking in soapy water and I was feeling the effects of my tongue work on Be’s body. She bent her legs slightly, tilting her hips and pelvis, rolling against my mouth as I gently licked and sucked her clit.

I let one hand slip under her and put a finger into her pussy. She immediately responded, “More.” So I slid another finger inside her and continued thrusting them in and out of her wetness. “MORE!” she moaned, so I added a third finger, filling her as I thrusted them deep inside.

I twisted my fingers around as I pumped them in out of her, and Be moaned out loud. “Fuck, don’t stop...don’tstopdon’tstop!” Her leg that was draped over my shoulder curled behind my head and she came. I stopped sucking but kept licking her clit until her grip on my head relaxed. Still holding me in place, she said, “Aren’t you going to lick me clean, Ben?”

A gentleman never turns down an invitation to lick his woman clean after she comes, right? Not if he expects to get more sex! As I eagerly tongued her opening and sucking her outer lips, I felt Love’s slippery hands touching my cock. Slippery fingers began stroking my erection with just the right pressure. It made me wonder, how do women know just how firmly to squeeze a cock when they masturbate one?

It’s a mystery I don’t care to solve while I enjoy each female fist that works on me. When Be had decided that I had had enough, she stepped away and down off the edge of the tub. Love pulled me into the tub, cock first and I slid under the warm soapy water facing her. She leaned forward and we kissed, and she giggled when she broke the kiss.

“What?” I asked.

“You couldn’t tell?” Love asked with a big smile on her face.

“Tell what?” I asked, still confused.

“Be said you came in her earlier, and you just ate her out.”

“I didn’t come in her; I held back,” I argued.

“You may have THOUGHT you held back,” piped Be, “But I felt your cock spasm when I squeezed it with my pussy; I KNOW you came in me.”

Love started singing, “Ben ate his cum…Ben ate his cum…”

“I did NOT!” I protested, weakly. “But recalling the pressure Be had put on me when she rode my cock, I was so close that I may have accidentally leaked a little.”

“That’s okay,” said Love, sliding forward until I felt her pussy touch my cock under the water. “I’m sure there will be enough to go around for all of us.”

She slipped her legs over mine and behind my waist as I reached down and made sure we had a good connection. She had her elbows on the sides of the tub and she started sliding her pussy back and forth on my shaft. The combination of the warm water and her even warmer pussy was heaven. I leaned my arms back and let her take it from me.

The more Love got into it, the more the water splashed around us, threatening to spill up over the edge of the tub. Be had gone back into the bedroom, and Love and I warmed that tub water even more with the heat from our bodies. “You gonna come?” she grunted at me. “Nope.” I answered.

“Good,” she said, and she pulled away stood up and turned around. She got on her hands and knees and I climbed up onto mine behind her. The tub was hard on my kneecaps, but there was a hot, wet and needy pussy in front of me and I owed her satisfaction.

I held her hips so we would not tip over and drown in our own lust, and she got louder and louder with her moans. When it seemed she would be close, I took advantage of the soapy, slippery water and eased a finger into her ass, carefully, to get her response.

Her response was to slam back against my cock even harder, and I drilled ass with that finger as she fucked herself to climax. The water was going all over the place and Be and Nite came in. “Jesus, you’re making a lot of racket, did you come or not, Love?” asked Nite.

Love groaned really loud and I felt her pussy clenching my cock. “Yeahhhhhh…..” she moaned. I let her continue bouncing back against me until her rhythm was slower and slower. Finally she leaned forward to disengage us, turned around and lay back on her elbows. The water still sloshed all around her body.

I stepped out of the tub, grabbed a towel and dried off, at least most of me. But Nite flipped the commode lid down, took a seat on it and pulled me over to her. “You owe me a load, Benny Boy,” she said, directing my cock to her mouth.

There are a lot of things that make a man hard, but a woman who wants to suck my cock is going to be my best friend for a long time. Getting hard was no problem, and Nite showed me her own skills with her hands and mouth. My balls were rolling with joy in her hands, and my cock screamed for release.

Sometimes when a woman sucks you off, you’re not sure if she wants to swallow it, spit it out, or jerk you off on her tits or her black high heel shoes, but who cares as long as she lets you come, right? I had a hunch Nite was a swallower by the way she attacked the base of my cock with her mouth, scraping her teeth on the shaft as she slid back to the tip.

I had every reason to hold back, to save my stamina until all three girls had had whatever they wanted, but Nite was determined, her mouth was too good and I had been to the edge too many times already. So I let her have her way, and my load. My legs were so wobbly when I came that I nearly fell down.

Even if I had fallen, my dick would probably have stayed in her mouth. She was sucking like my seed would be her last meal. I have no idea what else I groaned when I came, but I’m positive there was a “thank you!” in there somewhere.

Nite was pleased with herself, smacking her lips and then slapping me on the ass. “Better get back to the bedroom, Ben; the girls are waiting!” she warned.

(Seriously? Could they still want more?)

 


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